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[Volume 1] Chapter 1182: Revenge 21

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"Your mother is b, you lost again! What a jerk? After fighting for so long, I haven't seen you win." Rotten Heifang was very arrogant, patting the machine and howling loudly.

"Hey, Brother Erhu. Just take it easy! These machines have all been debugged; if we win, then Toad will have nothing to eat. Besides, the leader of the Youth Federation didn't tell us to Here at Toad, should you hide well? It’s better to keep a low profile!" A long-haired man looked around, and said in a low voice towards the rotten black teeth.

"I'll keep a low profile and you're a b. Fuck! I'm in this crappy place, I'm so suffocated that I'm almost fading out. I can't go to nightclubs, and I can't touch girls; I'm almost tired of playing." The rotten black teeth looked very arrogant, and after Changmao finished speaking, the guy yelled arrogantly.

"Yes, yes, but we're just getting pissed, so it's better to keep a low profile. If something happens, it will be troublesome." The long hair still seems to be the kind with a brain, and it keeps on here In the ear of the rotten black teeth, chirping and crookedly reminded.

"Afraid of wool! I have a guy." Rotten Black Fang arrogantly lifted his clothes, and Chen Ming and others couldn't help but gasped.There was clearly a pistol pinned there!

"Brother Erhu, keep a low profile, keep a low profile." Changmao hurriedly helped him pull down his clothes, persuading him.

The guys playing gambling machines around didn't care, they thought this group of people were sb, showing off and acting with toys.This kind of pretending to be a criminal is already commonplace.In this game hall, there are all kinds of people, those who take drugs, those who touch bags, and those who use ink to stick tattoos on their bodies, pretending to be the boss of the underworld.

They said that the one with the rotten teeth was a fake, but Chen Ming and the others knew that it was a real gun!Can kill people.One shot down, your brains will be blown out.

Fat Pig King turned pale, pulled Chen Ming's sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, how is it? Now that the man has been found, should it be time to call your helper to play? Get rid of this guy? "

Hearing Fat Pig King's words, Chen Ming frowned. At this time, where would he go to find someone?He took out his mobile phone and tried to call Masayoshi Shinoda again.It's still the same, there is still no way to dial through the Japanese babble.